The overseas time difference.
None of it mattered.
He should have found a way.
“I wanted to,” he said. “But every hour I learned something that made even less sense.”
“What do you mean?”
Kyle swallowed.
“The woman I met isn’t the mother I grew up hating.”
Before I could answer, Gladys called from the bedroom.
“Kyle?” Her voice trembled. “I can’t find my little boy.”
Mia quietly stepped beside her.
“Grandma?”
Gladys looked at her.
